Unless they own a really good blender

'I'm not a fisherman no more,' he grinned. 'Packing it all in, I am. I'm going to retire.'

Cuthbert had never seen anyone with so few teeth look quite so blissful.

'I can live it up large now with the money I'm going to get selling my body.'

'Ermm...'

'Found it in the lake, I did. At first I thought it was one of them wish grantin' fishes, that's secretly princes in disguise. That's the dream, that is. Only reason I got into this stinking business in the first place.'